This is your friendly late Saturday night reminder that even those well-versed in how gaslighting works can still fall victim to it. Eww. I’m still feeling itchy about it. I … Continue reading We’re all mad here.
Tag: narcissistic abuse
Full circle.
Ever cook something that, when you taste it, immediately brings you back to a place you never thought you’d go again? Today, for the first time ever, I tried my … Continue reading Full circle.
“Not my daughter.”
I am a studious and intellectual person. I’m very cerebral. I truly always have been, for as long as I can remember. From a very young age, I was usually … Continue reading “Not my daughter.”
Want.
Recently, I’ve been having a little trouble with a person who’s been expressing that they want me to move my boundaries and reconnect with them. (No, it’s not my mother, … Continue reading Want.
Dutiful descendants; good ancestors.
I read somewhere recently that people often focus way too much on being dutiful descendants, when we should be working hard instead to be good ancestors. In other words, rather … Continue reading Dutiful descendants; good ancestors.
Belly of the beast.
As if I needed any more proof that I can do hard things – I returned to the belly of the beast this weekend. (I guess a refresher course is … Continue reading Belly of the beast.
Odyssey.
Someday, when tales may be told of my life, I’d like the infernally overlong story to be named after me. An epic saga it is already, and I’m only thirty-three. … Continue reading Odyssey.
Breaking point. (TW: bodily injury, mention of miscarriage)
I don’t remember the exact day, or week, or month, which held my last conversation with my mother. It’s fuzzy. I know it was sometime in 2018, because it was … Continue reading Breaking point. (TW: bodily injury, mention of miscarriage)
The blood we choose.
“Blood is thicker than water.” We hear that all the time, don’t we? A colloquialism that implies we should put family above all else. (If you’ve been reading some of … Continue reading The blood we choose.
Burn Scars.
I’ve had enough fire for a lifetime. Engulfed, And then lifted above the flare, And then engulfed for more. Scald, rinse, repeat. No salve will heal these burn scars And … Continue reading Burn Scars.
Journeys in the Dark 